Elena's POV“Okay, but he literally didn’t look away from you while Sara was talking.”"He didn’t do that," I said, reaching for my glass."He absolutely did,” Claire said, leaning forward with both elbows on the table, eyes wide. "I was right there, Elena. I saw the whole thing.”Jenna laughed, stirring her drink slowly with her straw."Yeah, we were all watching,” she said, like it was obvious."You're both exaggerating," I said."We're observant." Jenna corrected, pointing at me. "There's a difference.”Claire nodded seriously like Jenna had just said something profound. I shook my head and looked out at the city stretched below us.The rooftop was warm for a Wednesday evening, string lights hanging loosely overhead, low music drifting out from the inside bar.Small tables were scattered around us, people leaning into their own conversations, drinks catching the light.It felt easy here. That was why I had suggested it.They were still going, replaying moments from Caleb’s lake hou
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